Yanxi Yunian

The eldest young master of the Yan family has a little girl he particularly likes. She is the younger sister of a good friend. She is bright and clean. But that little girl has someone she particularly likes. "The heart is not in the center. Why am I partial to her?" He gave the little girl a necklace. It was a ring. It was simple in style, but it had their last names engraved on it. By coincidence, it coincided with the name of the little girl's lover. He felt that it would be nice if she could just forget about it and get what she wanted. But then something unexpected happened. It was 2013, when the Goddess of the Ten Heavenly Palace connected with Chang'e and the Jade Rabbit flying to the moon; the tenth anniversary of SARS; the first session of the 12th National People's Congress was held, which would finally complete the change of China's top leadership; That year, the person the eldest young master of the Yan family liked fell ill. Bipolar disorder. His bright and sunny little girl disappeared. My friend stood outside the ward, listening to the things inside falling to the ground. He said, "Aze, she won't get better." At the cost of her own life, she asked everyone to give up being close to her and give up on her. After she was in a coma for three days, he and Xia Yi Zhan stood in front of her bed. He couldn't touch her, so he placed a restrained kiss on her forehead across the distance between his hands. That year, all information about the talented director Xia Yixi was cleared from the Internet, as if there had never been such a person. Her Weibo stopped updating, and the flamboyant and carefree little girl who shared many things on Weibo disappeared from the public eye. Until he contacted his childhood friend Wen Yan, who majored in psychology and specialized in bipolar disorder. Everyone tacitly accepted that Xia Yixi stayed abroad alone, and no one looked for her again. Until Wen Yan sent him a set of pictures, she was standing on the streets of Alavegas, the city that never sleeps. On the streets with heavy snow, the little girl looked up at the snowflakes in the sky, wearing a red scarf, with a smile in her eyes. And that person's voice came from the microphone through a long distance and time: "Yanda, you can tell the Crown Prince of the Xia family that the disease of their second ancestor does not need medicine to be controlled." He heard the little girl's cheerful voice mixed with the sounds of wind and snow. It was the end of 2016, and Xia Yixi had been abroad for three years. It was the day the movie he starred in was nominated for Best Picture and he was nominated for Best Actor. He and his friends were so drunk that they were at the door of the Xia family's old house. He looked up and saw begonia flowers that were blooming out of season. He felt that this time he wanted to fight for his little girl. Little did he know, the little girl seemed to have discovered his little thoughts a long time ago. Intention: There is a bonfire in the distance, burning only for those who have been waiting for a long time